Creed Chords by BossMan Dlow

[Intro]
B7 C7    B7      C7
■  Nigga ■  Yeah ■ 


[Verse]
B7                                         
My motherfuckin' wrist on froze shit on ski
C7                                                
I might pull somethin' off the lot give me my keys
B7                                       
I gotta call the bank and order fifty G's
C7                                         B7
Have fifty bands in twenties for me please ■ 
        B7                                                
He been in the streets why the fuck he ain't got no cheese
C7                                          
This an AMG why you think I ain't gon' speed
B7                                            C7
'fore I punt these bags I spray on some Creed ■ 
                        C                     
I'm really in the field still got on my cleats


[Chorus]
B7                                              C7  
Mr I Don't Care 'Bout the Price go 'head get it baby
                                                    B7  
You fuck me I'll take you shopping I ain't trippin' baby
                                           C7  
Huh I'm that nigga poppin' I'm thе littest baby
                                              B7  
Bein' broke ain't an option lеt's get chicken baby


[Verse]
                                              C7     
Pulled up Lamb' truck I got the fuckin' block jumpin'
                                                B7     
I'm shiftin' on them crackers twelve can't stop nothin'
B7                          
Pulled up with my pockets on
C C7                C                            B7       
■ Pulled up with my pocket lookin' like I robbed somethin'
                                                  C7      
He folded when them crackers came he wasn't built for that
                     C                             B7      
I wouldn't tell them crackers a thing I'm too real for that
                                   C   
I'ma show my ass I'm with the fuck shit
C7                            B7  
Bitch I got a bag ho I'm drug rich
           B7                            
Apply that pressure that's how I'm comin'
C7                        
Police pull me I'ma gun it
                                         B7                    
She wanna fuck me with her friend if she like it then I love it
           B7                   
I got them racks on me in public
          C                        
You can't cuff me bitch I'm buggin'
            C7                      
Ain't tryna lay up bitch I'm dunkin'


[Chorus]
B7                        B                
My motherfuckin' wrist on froze shit on ski
C       C7                                        
I might pull somethin' off the lot give me my keys
B7                                       
I gotta call the bank and order fifty G's
C7                  C               B7    
Have fifty bands in twenties for me please
        B7                                                
He been in the streets why the fuck he ain't got no cheese
C7                                          
This an AMG why you think I ain't gon' speed
B7                                            C7
'fore I punt these bags I spray on some Creed ■ 
                        C                     
I'm really in the field still got on my cleats


[Outro]
B7 B C7 B7 B C
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